Memories of 2009

On the Friday morning of 10th July 2009, I lost my beloved father after months battling bone cancer. I was there at the hospital, knowing that his time will come. I prayed to Allah if I was going to lose my father, I hope it will be on Friday. Allah answered my prayer and my father has his last breath after the azan for Subuh prayer.
To be honest I wasn’t very close with my late father during his lifetime but to me he was more than a father. He was a teacher, who teaches everything he could from medical, carpentry, electrical basic, engines, agriculture & Islamic studies to his sons. And all his knowledge’s come from his reading & experience. He shows me the beauty of reading and seeking new knowledge. I learn the art of calligraphy from him and to me he was the most skillful calligrapher I always remember. He was a father who always planned ahead for what he want to do and that how he raised his sons, to know and identify what the future hold.
I shared the same interest with my father in many ways. We love to listen to the songs from the 50s & 60s together & having Nescafe when listening to our favourite Keroncong tunes. We love the kampong life even though we live in the heart of Johor Bahru. He teaches his sons the values of taking care the family members & that how me & my 2 younger brothers will always remember: taking care each other & our mother.
2009 also left me with another sad moment when I lost my beloved grandmother on 15th January & now what left for me is my mother. To me this three people are what I treasured most.

And what I can do for my beloved father & grandmother is always recite Al-Fatihah & pray that Allah will bless their soul.

Amin...